Who I Really Am

Thoughts of you
Keep running through
My weary head

Like a river
Do you see me
Sanding near you

The answer is no
Your arms are wrapped
Around her neck
In a sickening way
With love and tenderness
In your deep dangerous eyes

I wish you would see
What you mean to me
But that is just a fantasy

Unravel your arms
From round her neck
And see who I really am